Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a tan deerstalker hat and tan clothes. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. This violet eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Dayereth is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He bought a falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). Solid gold idol (200 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Kilvar's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born in the north to a Fletcher, Kilvar learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dwarven companion (his 'brother'). He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: He tends to wear a large yellow jacket. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His lavender fur, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are likewise copper. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He takes great joy in being the best Painter in town.

History: He was born into a rich family. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Painter. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and expand his business

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich, Has a crush, Enemies. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 40 pp. Pink pearl (120 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp).

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Zunn lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His parents enrolled him in a Adept school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shield.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Family, Slave. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.